Chapter 12

Li Xiankui shouted downstairs, At the same time, Jiang Shiqi's song also began to ring out in the hall, "whenever I hear the sound of the coming morning... I will fall asleep.... today you still forget that I spent a day... Can you forget so easily.... always the same you.... I can't believe you left me... So tired... Just a little bit of forgetting each other... Even the sentence I love you should be meaningless "Righteousness"

"Her voice is very clean. It sounds very comfortable."

After listening to the first sentence, Li Xianzhe couldn't wait to praise. A beautiful range was raised at the corners of his mouth, but it was covered by the hat on his head. Only Li Xiankui around him clearly felt the emotional fluctuation of Li Xianzhe. Is that enjoyment? Can a pop song relax this somewhat serious and dull brother?

"When were you so interested in an intern?"

A certain possibility flashed through his mind. Li Xiankui was immediately excited. His brother was a single mother and fetus. From childhood, let alone talking about several girlfriends. He didn't even have a female friend. He had little contact with other heterosexuals except his mother.

If you are really interested in Jiang Shiqi, then, maybe you can match up and look at the person performing below. I just think it's more pleasing to the eye. Well, although it's a single eyelid, it's also very eye-catching. Sages have a good eye for such girls.

"Arnie, I just like this song, um, and her voice. Although singing such a song at this age lacks emotional control, it is enough to satisfy the following judges."

Li Xianzhe shook his head slightly and added such a sentence after a little hesitation.

His impression of the entertainment circle of Xianguo in the Southern Dynasty still remained before 2007. Although he wrote many songs in the following years, he directly handed them to uncle to help him find a suitable singer. For Li Xianzhe, it doesn't matter who sings his songs. He only cares how much income copyright can bring him.

The song "doll" is a song sung by a few South Korean male artists Li Xianzhe liked in the past.

Perhaps because the creator of this song is s... M's artist, director, or his father's student, it makes him so interested.

"Very clean, no impurities, but lack of emotion". Exactly what the singer sings depends on is the transmission of emotion. This is Li Xianzhe's evaluation of Jiang Shiqi. Li Xiankui also agrees, but at the climax, Jiang Shiqi lost her voice.

The whole hall fell into a dead silence, and the smiling judges froze, leaving only the whispering discussion of the waiting group of trainees, but you can know what to say with your mind.

"OK, that's it. Thank you for your performance, next."

Kana, sitting on the judging table, deadpan interrupted Jiang Shiqi's performance. She just gave a symbolic comfort and asked people to turn off the accompaniment that was still playing. Perhaps in the eyes of others, Jiang Shiqi's abnormal play must be caused by tension. Standing in front of her are the top super elders in the company, as well as the representatives and directors you can't see in normal days.

But

"It's still too young. The company should really strengthen the education on the mentality of trainees."

Li Xianzhe narrowed his eyes and scanned the face of a kind of trainee. The accident that happened to Jiang Shiqi made many trainees look schadenfreude. Several who wanted to come forward to comfort were also frightened and stopped by the eyes of the surrounding elders.

Without Jiang Shiqi, the performances of all kinds of trainees became very boring in his eyes, except for a few people he knew.

He yawned slowly. "Is there a quiet place here? Better not be disturbed. "

"Yes, the roof. Go in through the door behind you and go directly to the top." Li Xiankui pointed to a certain direction. Before he finished, he saw Li Xianzhe raise his feet and go, "ah, where are you going?"

"Go to bed and don't bother me!"

S... m building, a rooftop somewhere, someone who couldn't accept failure ran here with a flower cat face.

"Ah ~ ~ Jiang Shiqi!! You super fool!! Ah ~ ~ ~ "

Jiang Shiqi has really prepared for this draft for a long time. Just from S.. M's special combination of "new women's League draft" and "Saturday draft", we can see that S.. M attaches great importance to the new women's League.

Moreover, as a member of smrookies, Jiang Shiqi is highly valued by the head of the company's practice room, he fan. Because of this relationship, Jiang Shiqi also got a lot of internal information, including that the youngest son of Teacher Li Xiuman, who has just settled in the company, will watch this draft.

Combined with various factors, Jiang Shiqi carefully prepared, but because she was nervous, she ate too many pig feet in the morning. As a result, when she sang to the climax, she burped and lost her voice.

For singers, this is simply an unforgivable small mistake.

The disappointed eyes of master kana, the sarcasm of those former practitioners behind her, and the eyes all want to stab a knife into her back and heart.

Every trainee, whose strength has reached her debut candidate lineup, is not a little proud.

However, her little pride, which had worked hard for nearly seven or eight years, seemed to collapse at one moment.

Thinking of this, Jiang Shiqi suddenly shouted "ah! You all listen. I Jiang Shiqi will always remember your ridicule today. "

"Ah ~ ~ ah ~ ~"

"You ~ ~"

"Ridicule ~ ~"

"Yes ~ ~"

"Keep it in mind ~ ~"

Hua La La ~ ~ with this loud voice that did not lose the vital capacity of the lead singer, the echo in this area directly scared away the nearby birds parked on the edge of the roof.

"Whoosh ~ ~"

"Ah! You go away! Don't bother! " One person and a group of birds seem to play the game of "quarrel" directly on the roof. Anyone surrounded by a group of birds will feel uncomfortable. Jiang Shiqi waved a wooden stick from nowhere to the sky.

The birds seemed to be directly against her. Relying on herself in the sky, Jiang Shiqi couldn't poke them no matter how she poked them.

"Whoosh, whoosh ~ ~" the physical strength of both sides began to pass with the passage of time. When Jiang Shiqi was ready to catch her breath and come back to World War I, the cold feeling on her forehead stunned her on the spot.

"Is it raining?" Jiang Shiqi looked at the sky blankly. At this time, there were no birds. She could only vaguely see the buttocks of the birds. Some slippery things flowed down her forehead to her nose. The pungent smell. She finally understood what the things on her forehead were.